Blake woke up, seeing everything partially blurred, he didn¡t recognize the place where he was at first, then, when he regained his vision, felt the ground trembling and heard a thunderous but known voice saying -"Blake? I knew about Albert's fight..."- Blake tried to wave his arms and scream to her but it was useless, he was about 2 cm, he even may get crushed by his gigantic girlfriend, but didn't care, and Joana continued saying -"Don't run away sweetie, I know you don't want to worry me or get me angry but you never do, and I never scold you anyway...please come with me..."- Joana was becoming sad, both because Blake was hurt, and he probably was getting away from her, but what she didn't know was that her very beloved boyfriend was closer than she would imagine ever...
Joana left being sad and thinking about what might have happened with him, and Blake, who knew that at his size and without her he would be nothing, decided to get her atention and jumped on her foot. After a few steps, Blake began to climb up while heard a slght cry from Joana, she might have thought the worst, Blake couldn't see her like that and was decided to get her attention to make her know he's still alive...
[NOTE: I don't know how is about U.S or Europe customs, and the school system is mixed both in this story, just take the fact that AT LEAST Joana and Blake take a shower everyday (even twice a day), this is not an obsession, is just that where I'm from, people takes a shower all days, and...Thats a good explanation for Joana's feet didn't smell that bad. By the way, you can choose between reggenerating Blake in next chapter or leave him injured as he was by his battle]
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